When Zheng Ren and Su Yun returned to the ward, Chang Yue mentioned tomorrow's surgery and the second stage of TIPS. He was communicating with the patient's family.
Because the first stage of the surgery was performed beautifully and there were few postoperative complications, there were no obstacles in communicating before the second stage of the surgery.
The patient's family was very relaxed. They were looking forward to going home early after the second stage of the surgery.
After all, it was physically and mentally exhausting to accompany patients in such a narrow space.
In fact, there was no need for Zheng Ren to do this at all. With Professor Rudolf Wagner and Liu Zewei around, they were all surgeons who could take charge of the surgery.
Zheng Ren sat in his office and stared blankly into space.
"Lil Fugui, what are you doing?" Su Yun returned. It was rare for him to be bored. Seeing that the professor was doing something, he asked.
"Brother Yun, didn't you ask me to sort out the number of TIPS surgeries? The data for the past few days has been greatly improved. We've already completed 1,173 cases. After the second batch of students return, the number of surgeries will probably increase further. "
Zheng Ren glanced at it and saw that the mission progress was only 688/1000.
He knew that there were indeed only 688 surgeries with perfect completion, but the total number of successful TIPS surgeries recognized by the Nobel Prize was 1,173.
He had completed it perfectly, but those students couldn't. After they returned, they probably failed some surgeries and finally succeeded.
The data had skyrocketed in the past few days. It was really refreshing to see.
[They said that they should quickly write a love song for both refined and popular tastes …]
At this moment, a call came in.
"Hey."
"Okay, I'll go right away," Zheng Ren said.
"Who is it?" Su Yun immediately asked.
"Zhou Litao, there's a patient with Gaucher disease. Mao Meng came looking for him, but he couldn't find the relevant department, so he went to the emergency department to ask," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
With that, he stood up and left.
Su Yun followed behind and walked all the way.
Zheng Ren said, "Gaucher disease. Finally, another patient has come forward. How long has it been since we made that baby? "
"It's been less than a month. It's already fast for him to get the news and come knocking on my door." Su Yun felt that Zheng Ren was too anxious.
Even if the surgery was broadcasted live and became famous in the doctor's circle, some doctors who watched the live broadcast happened to encounter similar patients.
This required time and luck.
Moreover, did the patient have to come just because the doctor recommended it? He would go home and discuss it with his family. Either the patient himself had a fear of surgery, similar to Chief Wei's situation.
All of these made the patient hesitate again and again.
In less than a month, there were patients with Gaucher disease who came to consult. If they wanted surgery to treat it, it could not be said that it was too slow.
When he arrived at the emergency department, he saw a man with a beer belly waiting in the corridor, talking to Zhou Litao.
The diagnosis given by the System Panel was very clear: Gaucher disease.
After looking at the radiographic films, it was suitable for surgery. Zheng Ren first explained the patient's condition and the method of surgery.
The patient obviously had psychological expectations for the surgery. However, when he came to the 912, he was a little confused and went straight to the Emergency Department. He came to the Imperial Capital and the 912 for the surgery.
Seeing that there was no problem with the patient, Zheng Ren called Professor Yang and asked him to go to the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery to find Professor Yang to arrange the hospitalization.
The Nobel Prize and TIPS surgery were one thing.
The live broadcast of the surgery in Xinglin Garden would also continue.
After all … it was already his family's business.
Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that Cui Lao did not make a house call yesterday. He had been delayed by the patient with a low and distant heart sound yesterday and had forgotten to ask.
"Chief Zhou, what happened to Cui Lao?" Zheng Ren asked.
"He said that he caught a cold. He didn't feel well yesterday, so he didn't make a house call," Zhou Litao said. "He called early in the morning and said that he's fine. He won't delay his next house call."
"Oh, that's good," Zheng Ren said.
"Let's go." Su Yun turned to leave. If he did not say it, the boss would definitely want to stay in the emergency department.
He should not have been allowed to graduate from the Sea City Emergency Department. He was born to be the chief resident of the emergency department.
There were still people who missed the Emergency Department. Nothing was too strange in this world.
Just as he was about to leave, the sound of a first-aid ambulance came from afar. Zheng Ren immediately stopped walking.
Su Yun was helpless. This guy should stay in the emergency department for the rest of his life. Cui Lao's eyes were sharp enough to tell that Su Yun was willing to work in the emergency department at a glance.
In the future, when Zhou Litao was no longer a chief resident, he would be the boss for the rest of his life. They got married in the Emergency Department, and they were voted as the most beautiful doctors in the Emergency Department in the country.
Su Yun thought bitterly in his heart.
A patient was pushed onto the stretcher trolley and Zheng Ren was about to take a look. If it was a serious case, he might be able to get a free surgery. If it's light, then I'll go back to reading.
However, when he saw the patient's System panel, he was a little surprised.
The patient was lying on the hospital bed, snoring loudly and sleeping soundly.
The diagnosis on the System panel was hyperthyroidism and hypoglycemia.
What was going on?
Zheng Ren subconsciously followed the stretcher trolley that was pushing the patient to the emergency resuscitation room.
The first-aid doctor said, "It's a patient with hyperthyroidism. He's hospitalized in the hospital below. Last night, he suddenly wanted to sleep with the nurse on duty … "
As he spoke, he could not help but laugh.
What kind of medical history was this?
If he met a grumpy nurse on duty, he would probably get into a fight.
"What happened after that? You, take his blood pressure and blood sugar. "Zhou Litao asked about the medical history while calling the nurse to work.
Zhou Litao was very experienced. Zheng Ren recognized Zhou Litao.
There was no valuable or meaningful medical history to provide, nor was there a physical examination. Zhou Litao came up to check his blood sugar. It was probably because he saw the patient sleeping so soundly on the bumpy road. There was no response, so he subconsciously suspected that it was hypoglycemia.
This saved him trouble. There was no need to remind Zhou Litao about hypoglycemia.
"Let's go," Zheng Ren said.
"Don't mind, I haven't finished listening." Su Yun was energized.
F * ck, he really should have kept him in the emergency department. There would be gossip every day, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
"The patient has no history of mental illness in the past. After that, he still had to go to the beach with his family to watch the sunrise." The first-aid doctor reported everything he had heard. "Later, the doctor on duty gave a 10mg intramuscular injection of diazepam and the patient fell asleep. However, this morning, he couldn't wake up no matter how hard he tried, so he was referred to us. "
Zheng Ren was shocked. The doctors at the grassroots level were really bold. What kind of illness was it to give him an injection of diazepam?
"Blood pressure 110/70 mmHg, blood sugar 1.1 mmol." The nurse had already measured the blood pressure and blood sugar on her fingertips.
She felt that there was a problem. The blood sugar value was too low. She asked in a low voice, "Chief Zhou, do you want me to test it again?"
"Hypoglycemia. What's there to test?" The little freckles on Zhou Litao's face were about to fly up. He said anxiously, "Hurry up, 50ml high-glucose intravenous injection."
"Boss, you're really bold." Su Yun and Zheng Ren sighed.
"Yeah." They watched quietly. Soon, five minutes after the high-glucose injection, the patient woke up from his' sleep '.
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